Where gripinge grefes the hart wounde,
And dolefulle dumps the mynde oppresse,
There music with her silver sound
With spede is wont to send redresse.

A Song to the Lute in Musicke. Compare: "When griping grief the heart doth wound, And doleful dumps the mind oppress, Then music with her silver sound", William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, act iv, scene 5.

The blinded boy that shootes so trim,
From heaven downe did hie.

King Cophetua and the Beggar-maid. Compare: "Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!", William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, act ii, scene 1.

We ’ll shine in more substantial honours,
And to be noble we ’ll be good.

Winifreda. Compare "Min be the travaille, and thin be the glorie", Geoffrey Chaucer, Canterbury Tales, "The Knightes Tale", line 2408; "Nobilitas sola est atque unica virtus" (translated: "Nobility is the one only virtue"), Juvenal, Satire viii, line 20.

And when with envy Time, transported,
Shall think to rob us of our joys,
You ’ll in your girls again be courted,
And I ’ll go wooing in my boys.

Winifreda.

King Stephen was a worthy peere,
His breeches cost him but a croune;
e held them sixpence all too deere,
Therefore he call’d the taylor loune.

He was a wight of high renowne,
And those but of a low degree;
Itt ’s pride that putts the countrye doune,
Then take thine old cloake about thee.

Take thy old Cloak about Thee. The first stanza is quoted in full, and the last line of the second, by William Shakespeare in Othello, act ii, scene 3.

A poore soule sat sighing under a sycamore tree;
Oh willow, willow, willow!
With his hand on his bosom, his head on his knee,
Oh willow, willow, willow!

Willow, willow, willow. Compare: "The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree, Sing all a green willow; Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee, Sing willow, willow, willow", William Shakespeare in Othello, act iv, scene 3.